<a ngry chattering, Omi is back at the lab, sad that he didn't get to play with the world leaders, and Rose is as humiliated as she wouldve been if she had worn what she wore two weeks ago, at 9:54 PM to please her boy friend, who she had just met, but was okay, because he was sorta a deviant, and was sexually aroused at the time. I know this because her boyfriend filmed, and posted it on the internet behind her back. She will also be humiliated that this has shown up on record, and will try to kill me for it. Luckily, she doesn't know who writes these, and can't find me. Take that you whore.>
Speakers: z-ORDEr, ORDEr, BeGin thE ConFrENCe Of subECt OMEGA noW-z
America: Rose, your research on these delta parasites has been proven such a threat to the world, the board was actually considering throwing you in jail.
India: at the lunar jail, I might add.
Rose: I-Im sorry, but why hasn't Melvin been punished? He's the one who set him free.
Uk: Melvin's dead.
Rose: oh.......
France: I think your expecting this Dr. Rose...
America: yes, we want you to stop all production of these parasites, and kill all the infected test subjects you may have.
Rose: yes mister president.
America: great. All who agree?
Everyone: aye!
America: all who oppose?
Everyone: ...
America: then it's setteled. Rose, you have till tomarrow to kill omega.
Rose: but wait, why aren't you letting someone else do this?
America: two reasons, they're your computers, we don't have the experiance you have with them, and it's your mess, you have to clean it up.
Authors notes: in the story, someone else wrote this. Just letting you know.... Also, to provent confusion, I did make it, just inside the story, it's someone else... I'll shut up now